[ Dictated; open to ACTION and JOURNALS. ]

May 23, 2010 20:16

This is neither Babylon nor the modern and faraway land of Nippon. There has been no summons, no Magi to come forth and greet me, kowtowing at my very feet for the chance to forge a partnership in the coming battles.

[ A beat ]

The Mukuro have fled. I find myself in a very different place, and an altogether different time than that which I am familiar with. None have explained themselves.

[ And again. ]

My edict is thus, mongrels: give me the names of whatever fool Magi are responsible for this travesty, and I shall spare your women, children, and elderly.

Time is of the most literal essence.

[ ooc | he's in the main hall, if you want to action it up. ]

gilgamesh of uruk

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